Testo di Pickin' White Gold

Down in the place where I call home I've been workin' my fingers to the bone Pickin' white gold pickin' white gold All day long in that Louisiana sun pickin' and a pullin' white cotton by the tons Pickin' white gold pickin' white gold I fill my sack and I put it on my shoulder then I go away again But old man cotton won't let me make a nickel till I take it to the gin So I bent my back till I feel it's gonna break Try to thinkin' how much I'm gonna make Pickin' white gold pickin' white gold There's a little girl that I call Nellie all day she works alongside of me Pickin' white gold pickin' white gold Her lips are soft as a cotton in her hand side by side we're makin' our plans Pickin' white gold pickin' white gold There's a little house with a little solid ground make a mighty pretty home All we lead is little money down we could call it our Rome So I can't rest till I get through I need the money for what it can do Pickin' white gold pickin' white gold pickin' white gold pickin' white gold Pickin' white gold (pickin' white gold) pickin' white gold